The eldest daughter of the peasant family just wants to start a career

Chapter 58 Roasted Pheasant (1)
While the sweet potato is stewed in the chicken soup, it will also be stained with the aroma of the chicken. When the soup is full, the taste will be much more fragrant than ordinary sweet potatoes.

Mu Zhixu cut the pheasant in half with a knife, and then chopped it into pieces.

Then the part of making chicken soup was handed over to Li Sanniang for pheasant soup.

Li Sanniang doesn't say anything else, the stewing skill is absolutely superb, it is fresh and fragrant.

During the past ten years in the Mu family, Mrs. Mu also killed chickens several times.

Especially during the Chinese New Year, when one kills two, most of the New Year's Eve dinners are done by Li Sanniang alone, so naturally the chickens are handed over to her.

Whether it is cooking or making soup, it is a must, but it is a pity that she has done it so many times but has not eaten it a few times.

Muzhilan and Muzhiliu have never eaten either.

Only Mu Zhixu was luckier. When he was young, he snuggled up next to Mu Yunsong and tasted two pieces of chicken. As a result, after Mu Yunsong left, he was ordered to work by the old lady Mu non-stop. He was beaten with a cane, and often rolled his eyes at the knife.

However, several people have not eaten chicken but drank soup.

Every time Li Sanniang finishes stewing the chicken soup, she will keep two bowls of chicken soup.

As for the chicken, there is no way to keep it.

The chicken was chopped by Mrs. Mu, and she had to count how many pieces of chicken were in the pot, and Li Sanniang would be scolded for missing a piece.

But now it's all over.

No matter how lenient the old lady Mu is, she can't control them now.

For the chicken soup for her daughters, Li Sanniang was more patient this time than every time before, sitting by the side and staring at it, keeping abreast of the heat.

Mu Zhixu excitedly carried the other half of the pheasant and started to get busy.

The inside of the cave is too small, and if you cook in it, even a little bit of the same thing can choke people out of breath.

There is no ginger and lemon in hand to remove the smell, so Mu Zhixu directly squeezes the picked wild onions out of the water, adds some salt and mixes them with pheasant chicken to marinate.

Taking advantage of the time of marinating, Mu Zhixu lit a fire outside the cave, and then took out the things he had prepared before.

This is a piece of bamboo and bamboo leaves.

The bamboo is quite large, and Mu Zhixu chipped the bamboo into bamboo sticks bit by bit.

After such preparatory actions, the chicken was almost marinated, and then Mu Zhixu took the bamboo skewer and threaded the chicken into it bit by bit.

All this is the last step to bake.

There is really no way to control the temperature of this fire, so I just rely on my feeling. Anyway, as long as it doesn't turn into slag, I can eat anything in my stomach.

Mu Zhilan and Mu Zhiliu didn't even play games anymore, the two little guys just stood by and watched without blinking.

Chen Zhi hugged Yuan'er and sat beside her with wide eyes curiously.

She has eaten chickens of various flavors, but she has never seen chickens made in this way. What does the chicken taste like?

After a while, the aroma of chicken came out, which was an indescribable fresh aroma.

There was a pot in the house and a pot outside, and soon the aroma of eggs came out.

The aroma is very strong, with the aroma of chicken and the umami taste of chicken.

Greedy Muzhilan and Muzhiliu's eyes glowed, and their mouths were watering, they went to the cave to have a look, and then went outside to have a look.

Even if you can't eat it, it's good to smell it.

Chen Zhi kept staring at the roast chicken in Mu Zhixu's hand, his eyes full of anticipation.

Although Yuan'er was small, he knew what he was thinking and was dancing beside him excitedly.

(End of this chapter)